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As Ruby searches the city from on high, she nods vaguely in response to Mr. Knights's sentiment. She has seen Petal Burst have… nauseating.. effects on those she has not had proper time for preparation. But he did way better than many (poor Juane!).
Presently then she would refocus her efforts on the query at hand. Marketplace type deal first (or how she thinks a marketplace would look in this setting (Ruby's experience with marketplaces are usually malls)). Nothing stands out to her in that regard. "No.." she utters as her scope scans along the scene before her. "nope… no… wait is that… no.." The enhanced visual acuity allowed her by her rifle's scope… well she starts to notice something. Many of people below suddenly directing their gazes in a particular direction. Her scope follows their collective gazes.. and she pauses when she sees the robed men, guards and rolling cage come out from behind a building and into her line of sight. Carefully she follows the crowd with her eyes.. stopping on those marching soldiers. "hm?" comes softly from her throat. The whole of the crowd seems very agitated about something.. or perhaps someone? A really big cage is drawn forward, lead by a pair of horses. In her head… she is 'awwww'ing at the horsies.
Focus!
Her gaze moves to the large cage itself. Her left hand reaches forward carefully to turn a small dial on the side of the rifle's scope, allowing better focus. It takes a moment for her brain to put together exactly what she is seeing… but with realization comes horror. A woman! She, for a few moments, cannot comprehend exactly what it is she is seeing. It isnt't the woman that has her mind reeling… or the guards.. or the cage… or the robed men.. it is all of that in the same picture, together.
The blood would drain from her face when the horned woman is forced from the cage, and its then Ruby leaps to her feet. "I'm goin down there!" the tone one of quiet anger. Holding her rifle in front of her, left hand slips to the underside of the weapon and she pulls off the large ammunition clip. Her hand moves to her waist and she tucks it into a pouch and then pulls another out. It looks identical to the first, but with a black stylized lightning bolt on its side. With a soft 'clack' she pushes the clip into the magazine into the bottom of the gun. Now she kneels and pulls back the bolt oh her rifle as the woman below is forced into a kneeling, humiliating position before an angry crowd. "Keep lookin for the box, Mr. Knight. Its up to you now. I have to help that woman… she's from Renmant." her eyes narrow with that last part. Ruby knows that woman is a Faunus, from her own world.
Without another word or waiting on him to respond, Ruby leaps upwards and over the ledge. The young girl goes into a forward flip… and becomes a flowing ribbon of crimson. Downwards she plummets, heading right to where the woman was being held. Some in the crowd notice the strange thing in the air descending… and some of them cry out in warning… or fear. To them.. another demon approaches! And Ruby were to actually hear them call her such, she would probably exclaim she is the demon to those that worship evil!
Because Ruby is a dork.
She hits the ground with a burst of rose petals exploding from underfoot, but she does not stop moving. Towards the closest astonished guard she goes… and suddenly she is holding a red hued scythe! She twirls it vertically at her side as she goes. A downwards swipe cleanly slices through the first pole. Another down swing, another pole cleaved in to 2 separate pieces. Then she twirls to almost dance around Xeir.. and though she is spinning her scythe rapidly in close proximity to her, it never once comes close to hitting her. But she might feel the wind created by the velocity and motions. 2 more clean hits, and suddenly all of the poles are detached from the parts of the poles still hanging now limply from the collar. From the time Ruby hit the ground to when the last pole was sliced through, perhaps a second and a half has passed. All of the slices are clean, not a blemish upon the scythe. She skids to a halt, her back to Xeir and in front of the woman. The scythe is twirled once more above her head, and then she holds it behind her as she glares at the men.. at the crowd. Her silver eyes glisten along with the long curved blade of the scythe she holds. Keeping her eyes on them, she is ready for anything. Her head turns and she speaks over her shoulder towards Xeir, her gaze not shifting from the rowdy angry crowd. "We're gonna get outta here! Just gimme a sec!" She then speaks once more, now towards the crowd. "I don't wanna hurt any of ya, but you better b'lieve I will if ya come any closer!"
Presently then she would refocus her efforts on the query at hand. Marketplace type deal first (or how she thinks a marketplace would look in this setting (Ruby's experience with marketplaces are usually malls)). Nothing stands out to her in that regard. "No.." she utters as her scope scans along the scene before her. "nope… no… wait is that… no.." The enhanced visual acuity allowed her by her rifle's scope… well she starts to notice something. Many of people below suddenly directing their gazes in a particular direction. Her scope follows their collective gazes.. and she pauses when she sees the robed men, guards and rolling cage come out from behind a building and into her line of sight. Carefully she follows the crowd with her eyes.. stopping on those marching soldiers. "hm?" comes softly from her throat. The whole of the crowd seems very agitated about something.. or perhaps someone? A really big cage is drawn forward, lead by a pair of horses. In her head… she is 'awwww'ing at the horsies.
Focus!
Her gaze moves to the large cage itself. Her left hand reaches forward carefully to turn a small dial on the side of the rifle's scope, allowing better focus. It takes a moment for her brain to put together exactly what she is seeing… but with realization comes horror. A woman! She, for a few moments, cannot comprehend exactly what it is she is seeing. It isnt't the woman that has her mind reeling… or the guards.. or the cage… or the robed men.. it is all of that in the same picture, together.
The blood would drain from her face when the horned woman is forced from the cage, and its then Ruby leaps to her feet. "I'm goin down there!" the tone one of quiet anger. Holding her rifle in front of her, left hand slips to the underside of the weapon and she pulls off the large ammunition clip. Her hand moves to her waist and she tucks it into a pouch and then pulls another out. It looks identical to the first, but with a black stylized lightning bolt on its side. With a soft 'clack' she pushes the clip into the magazine into the bottom of the gun. Now she kneels and pulls back the bolt oh her rifle as the woman below is forced into a kneeling, humiliating position before an angry crowd. "Keep lookin for the box, Mr. Knight. Its up to you now. I have to help that woman… she's from Renmant." her eyes narrow with that last part. Ruby knows that woman is a Faunus, from her own world.
Without another word or waiting on him to respond, Ruby leaps upwards and over the ledge. The young girl goes into a forward flip… and becomes a flowing ribbon of crimson. Downwards she plummets, heading right to where the woman was being held. Some in the crowd notice the strange thing in the air descending… and some of them cry out in warning… or fear. To them.. another demon approaches! And Ruby were to actually hear them call her such, she would probably exclaim she is the demon to those that worship evil!
Because Ruby is a dork.
She hits the ground with a burst of rose petals exploding from underfoot, but she does not stop moving. Towards the closest astonished guard she goes… and suddenly she is holding a red hued scythe! She twirls it vertically at her side as she goes. A downwards swipe cleanly slices through the first pole. Another down swing, another pole cleaved in to 2 separate pieces. Then she twirls to almost dance around Xeir.. and though she is spinning her scythe rapidly in close proximity to her, it never once comes close to hitting her. But she might feel the wind created by the velocity and motions. 2 more clean hits, and suddenly all of the poles are detached from the parts of the poles still hanging now limply from the collar. From the time Ruby hit the ground to when the last pole was sliced through, perhaps a second and a half has passed. All of the slices are clean, not a blemish upon the scythe. She skids to a halt, her back to Xeir and in front of the woman. The scythe is twirled once more above her head, and then she holds it behind her as she glares at the men.. at the crowd. Her silver eyes glisten along with the long curved blade of the scythe she holds. Keeping her eyes on them, she is ready for anything. Her head turns and she speaks over her shoulder towards Xeir, her gaze not shifting from the rowdy angry crowd. "We're gonna get outta here! Just gimme a sec!" She then speaks once more, now towards the crowd. "I don't wanna hurt any of ya, but you better b'lieve I will if ya come any closer!"